Yesterday, I opened up my emails and skim read one from a friend.
It ended with:
I believe in you.
And it made me cry.
I don’t think she knew what she’d done.
Don’t think she realised what she’d said.
Just how deep it ran.
How many times do we hear it?
How many times has someone simply told you – so unconditionally, that they believe in you? I feel like whispering it into Aru’s ears every night. I feel like giving V a cuddle with it every morning. I feel like messaging my little sister every damn day so she never forgets. And I know my older sister always believed in me, she’s the reason why I’m in a creative career.
Who needs it.
No matter what.